I'm sure a lot of people will think I'm crazy or just lying with this story. That would obviously be the first time that anyone has ever thought that here.

A friend of mine works at a local museum that has a legend surrounding it to be haunted by a housekeeper who hung herself in a spiral stairway many, many years ago. They tell storys of hearing a vacuum cleaner running in one particular room and when they open the door it stops and no one is there.

I actually got married in this building about 19 years ago and on the wedding video there is a part where you can clearly hear footsteps on a large staircase that leads into the main room where the wedding was but the wedding photo album shows pictures taken at that time by the photographer from completely different areas and no one else was walking around... plus no one in the video turns to look at who's coming down the stairs like they don't even hear it.

Fast forward to today. I'm hanging out with my friend in the prep room while she prepares a new item for showing. She needs a new pitcher of water for cleaning and asks me to go to the kitchen for it. So I head off. The kitchen is one floor below and the quickest access is the door to the spiral staircase right around the corner... it goes right down to the kitchen.

I open the door and about 5 feet in front on me is a woman hanging by a rope over the next section of stairs... facing the other direction, dressed in mostly white but wearing a black bonnet or head cover. I didn't panic or freak out. Immediately the storys came back to me.

I closed the door, went back into the prep room, set the pitcher down and told my friend I needed her to come downstairs with me because I'd seen something. She knows all about it so she did. She went first and there was nothing in the staircase... on the way down or on the way up.

She said it was the first sighting in weeks... not months or years but weeks.

Yes I know how crazy this sounds. I wasn't even going to share it but what the hell.

I'm not saying I believe whole-heartedly but I'm not a non-believer by any means. I've had other experiences that make me wonder too.

Ok, so the place I’m talking about is on their land, they own a good sized chunk of land just north of Grand Lake of the Cherokees. The back side of their land is actually her parent’s old land which she inherited and they as a couple have added too.
As we were walking around their land one day my cousin tells me a story I remember his mom telling my parents back when my cousin and I were just kids and it goes like this.
They were staying at her parent’s place one night when my cousin’s Teddy Ruxbin started going off. Just out of the blue started talking, going through its normal recorded routine and wouldn’t shut up waking up my cousin and his mom. He said his mom picked it up and flipped it over to look in the battery compartment, did a double take then flipped the thing back over and looked at it all the while this thing continues going off. She then walked outside with it and my cousin said he drifted back off to sleep only to wake up when she came back inside. When he asked where his Teddy Ruxbin was she said, “When I went to take the batteries out there were none so I started a fire and burned it.”

I hate to play skeptic here bro...because I'm not a skeptic, but that is either rain or snow falling. I know it looks like it's raising from the ground because of the streaks, but I can explain why that happens....

Trail cameras, like disposable cameras, use what's called a full-flash discharge. A light that snaps bright and at full power at first in a sudden burst, and then gradually fades out. The rain drops look like they're traveling upwards because the flash, which bursts it's full power in a split-second, catches the drop and freezes it in place, but the tail comes from the fade out of the flash...

I hate to play skeptic here bro...because I'm not a skeptic, but that is either rain or snow falling. I know it looks like it's raising from the ground because of the streaks, but I can explain why that happens....

Trail cameras, like disposable cameras, use what's called a full-flash discharge. A light that snaps bright and at full power at first in a sudden burst, and then gradually fades out. The rain drops look like they're traveling upwards because the flash, which bursts it's full power in a split-second, catches the drop and freezes it in place, but the tail comes from the fade out of the flash...

Here are a couple other examples of this:

It was a warm, clear fall evening, no rain or snow.
Edit: and don't worry about being skeptical. I'm not saying this is proof positive that these are ghosts. I'm open to an explanation.

At first I thought it was just bugs but even lightening bugs don't light up a shot like that, and trail cams are activated by motion so if bugs were going to set it off they'd have thousands of pictures like this. Problem there is the same trail cam has been set up in the same location many times and this is the only time it's ever taken pictures like this.

At first I thought it was just bugs but even lightening bugs don't light up a shot like that, and trail cams are activated by motion so if bugs were going to set it off they'd have thousands of pictures like this. Problem there is the same trail cam has been set up in the same location many times and this is the only time it's ever taken pictures like this.

Oklahoma. Farming Aunt and Uncle own a large chunk of land just north of Twin Bridges Park on Grand Lake of the Cherokees. These trail cam photos were taken on their land.

Same place this happened, different house though.

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Originally Posted by Radar Chief

Ok, so the place I’m talking about is on their land, they own a good sized chunk of land just north of Grand Lake of the Cherokees. The back side of their land is actually her parent’s old land which she inherited and they as a couple have added too.
As we were walking around their land one day my cousin tells me a story I remember his mom telling my parents back when my cousin and I were just kids and it goes like this.
They were staying at her parent’s place one night when my cousin’s Teddy Ruxbin started going off. Just out of the blue started talking, going through its normal recorded routine and wouldn’t shut up waking up my cousin and his mom. He said his mom picked it up and flipped it over to look in the battery compartment, did a double take then flipped the thing back over and looked at it all the while this thing continues going off. She then walked outside with it and my cousin said he drifted back off to sleep only to wake up when she came back inside. When he asked where his Teddy Ruxbin was she said, “When I went to take the batteries out there were none so I started a fire and burned it.”

On a side note, it's always cracked me up that she killed it with fire.